Lyrics:
the memory,
(By the memory, by the memory,
By the memory)
City street lights
Same city street lights,
What happened last night
Think I got too high,
Don't
cookin so we stuck up the kitchen
Bitch
I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets
I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased
I'm so Battle
lights, drivin down Lake Shore Drive
Sometimes, good times, they pass me by
Sweet life, lit up on a neon sign
Street lights, take me home tonight
Street
want her, In my backseat
By the time I hit her G-Spot, We sexin' on that Broad Street!!
Cruzin on Guignard, Riding in a Drop Top, Baby sitting next to me
while you still shoppin' demos tryin' to get a sniff of airplay
And no way or now how, can you do what we done for the streets of AZ (AZ!)
Ask us if we
questions
4 later
Give me more flavour
Sheep only concerned if they alpha beta
Life's more complicated
Like gentrified streets are only colour graded
I was
Screamin', "Outlaw," bustin' on my enemy's block (West Side, motherfucker)
Educated on these cold streets
Gettin' money makin' dummies out the police, ain't
Its Roc-A, Fella for life, you know that shit
Get your guns, get your ones, nigga throw that shit
[Chorus]
Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
someday
Some how, some way
I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
Some way, I gotta make it up out the hood someday
To old Nell, Sigel Street I ain't
to get there before you die
You don't get there
By playing from the rule book
You stack the ages
You load the dice
Mother dear
Oh, we know
Barely breathing
Just believe in
What you seeing
Hear what I'm saying
You better off laying up blood
Spend the day in
The street life'll make a nigga
Hit
My life, my life, this is my life
Uh-oh
What you know 'bout the grind in the streets?
He move and work out of town every week
I know about it
Yea
Vito
Mike D
Im a real nigga check my resume
Mothafuck a hater Im just living my life
Let’s Go
I’m a street nigga check my resume
All that money
or right
But my momma told me about the street life But my momma told me about the street life
I got scars all over my body, I'll tell you a story about my
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
I lost so many people to these streets
I lost so many people in so many different ways
Feds did a sweep
Police trynna catch up to me
They ain't gone
to do what I do
Whole street team tryin' do what I do
Like what? Double countin' me out?
Forget it, i'm the best that ever done it, need to check
nigga that's the sound of revenge
Walk down the right road, 'cause the streets is so cold
You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it
Listen
of pressure, I'm in too deep
Life of a thug born and raised in the streets
You want war, I'ma give you war
I'm in too deep
You want peace, I'ma give you
other
You got to get there before you die
Rooster:
You don't get there
By playing from the rule book
Hannigan:
You stack the aces
Rooster:
You load
a fucking game and we're making all the errors
Life's a big adventure
Questions answered thru them lessons
And i'm guided by my blessings
Hoping y'all can get
just start tryin' to find me
Vest didn't just start getting slimy
Been in the streets and we know it's real
Been in environments where cats done got
the life around me
All my homies ridin That's how we grew up
Thug life
Thug life All around surrounded by G's
Why not throw the hood up?
Thug life
Yeah fuck
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